A Visual Thing

There is a joy in found photographs – a combination of the satisfaction of discovery and the slightly guilty pleasure of historical voyeurism. Take a crumpled old photograph from who knows where. The subjects are nameless and the location is placeless. In scanning the photograph you are preserving it for the future, but, at the same time, you are getting to know the people, stepping into their world. Words don’t really do it justice – it’s a visual thing, it’s the joy of found photos.